71 Finding the way

"Now tell me, who are you?" Mark stared into her as his eyes gave out a purple hue.

"I-I am yours…" Neferata said as her thoughts were now occupied in serving Mark and all his needs. It was cruel of him to do this to her after he violated her for three days but she was no innocent girl anyways. It might be Karma playing back after all the years she controlled the World behind the shadows.

Mark somehow pitied her brother Prince Ushoran, because that guy was able to build a human Empire of Strygos that was now the Marshes of Madness. He became a vampire not by being chosen by his sister but because he stole an Elixir of Life when Neferata denied him of it.

All because of petty reasons like she did not want someone to be placed lesser than someone as the society was favored on a patriarchal rule. Thus she denied Ushoran who was a Prince and has equal claim in Lahmia as her if not higher. Incensed the queen was that she swore she would get back at the insult her brother did thus she started planning her revenge just to get back at him.

Just like Neferata, Prince Ushoran wanted the rebuild Lahmia from the ashes. After the treachery of the vampires towards Nagash they spilt in many ways and prince Ushoran found himself in the place called Strigos. So he took over the land which was ruled by a Necromancer named Kadon, who worshiped the Great Necromancer Nagash as a God in their lands.

And he adapted the rule of no indiscriminate drinking of blood towards their citizens, him and his vampire clan who took the positions of nobility in the country drank the blood of criminals and captured enemies. Thus made the people not worry that their new undead masters would turn their fangs upon them.

This led to a great development of the kingdom due to the almost non-existent crime in the whole of Strigos. Prince Ushoran was so proud of his achievements that he sent letters towards the other 4 vampire bloodlines starting with Neferata. Inviting them to his Kingdom to live in luxury and feed freely just like they had back in Nehekhara.

But in the eyes of Neferata, the invitation was a form of insult towards her thinking that her brother was showing off to her insinuating that his Empire is better than hers(Which was kind of true but she won't admit it). So she had all the messengers killed then sent word to the other bloodlines that Ushoran wanted them all to surrender to his rule and annex their vampire clans.

After living two centuries of guilt in their betrayal towards their Master Nagash, the vampires grew bitter and insular. Each bloodline blamed the others for the betrayal that resulted to their earlier scattering but was not able to move on to the others due to the taboo of killing their own kind. Thus when they were given a target and a reason to break this pact, the pent up frustrations exploded.

'Enraged' the other clans sent the mortal armies and vampire assassins under their rule to lay siege to the lands of Ushoran. Though all were but rabble than a proper army, they came from all sides so Ushoran had to lead his army to crush all of these invading forces. But he never thought that Neferata had manipulated the Greenskin Tribes who were driven out of Strigos during Ushoran's rapid expansion.

A massive 'Waaghhh!!!' of Greenskins that came down the Worlds edge mountains and sacked the City of Mourkain, Capital of Strigos, which was led by the Orc Warlord Dork Redeye(A/N: What a Dork!). Ushoran had learned of this massive warband of Orcs but he returned too late as the city gates were already broken and his citizens being butchered by the Greenskins.

He led the battle in front of the walls of his burning city for days that the ground trickled blood of men and Orcs. Just Strigos was gaining an advantage, his wards were broken through by a magical blast of the Orc Warlord that led the army. His death routed his army which resulted in the cities and lands sacked and razed by the Greenskins unhindered.

Worst part is that she did not let the surviving vampires go, she had witch hunters pointed at their directions making them want to seek refuge to the other bloodlines but was also rejected due to limited food supply if they get accepted. Thus they were driven to hide in places like cemeteries where they drank the blood of the dead buried there, resulting in mutations that transformed them into ghoulish creatures; such is the fate of the Strigoi vampires.

It might be an asshole more for him to give the collar of submission to Neferata after he banged her for days but if one thing he knew she was ahead of him, is that she is more petty. He was sure he would kick a kid if he was annoyed by one but to scheme that much just to get back at her Brother for stealing the Elixir of life, damn she sure is petty.

Thus he won't take any chances, so he would not hope she would be all emotional and thankful she became human again because he 'did' her in many ways. That she would be thankful and swear she would follow him her whole life and yada yada like that. This is not anime fantasy isekai, this is 'Warhammer' Fantasy Isekai so he needed to be more careful.

[Three hours later]

Mark stood under the bleak clouds where the supposed to be hidden entrance to the Castle of the Great Enchanter. They were led by Neferata who answered to Mark's whims and wishes, her Couch driver was surprised at the change of her Queen. She and the others, Maria and Melissa, has noticed the change which was the scent Neferata exuded.

They could tell she was human through and through, they did not notice this earlier but when they all walked under the sunlight they noticed her complexion differed greatly from theirs. They were pale and cold while hers was pale yet has a slight flush in her skin.

Mark did not want to explain to them as he did not care much, he was just being petty making her do all the work in locating the castle. Even if he enjoyed that extreme session of with her a little bit, it was done by him unwillingly at first due to large emotional stress building up.

So for the rest of the trip he was just silent as he sat in contemplation of his mistake, he did not want to face another situation that he felt like he was just an observer in his body. At least he got a very influential slave though, what's hers is his now but too bad she got no warpstone in her collection as the thing is deadly to the vampires.

Just as he is finding it a pity he could not finish his mission earlier the vampires behind them were talking to each other in whispers that only they could hear. As they were more curious on what had happened which resulted in turning their Queen a human.

"You all can feel it right?" Melissa asked

"I do, the queen feels alive yet our connection to her in bloodline as the matriarch is still there" Maria nodded as she looked at the Queens personal guard.

"Her heart is beating like a humans, she feels warm." nodded the vampire.

"Sister Kath'ar do you think that the King is the reason?" Melissa has started calling Mark King since he slept with their Queen. They had no idea what the discussion of the two was but since they were humping like rabbits when they checked then they might have agreed on an alliance by marriage.

"It might be, if your words of him being a God then it might not be impossible that he changed our Queen with his divine power." Kath'ar was thoughtful as she said that.

"He is a god, we all could feel his divine powers but it is not unpleasant like the other gods. Besides he promised he would turn us into Dhampirs like we told you. We will be able to walk under the sun without worry nor get burned by holy items." Maria was smiling as she dreamed of that day to come.

"You saw it too right, even with a divine power the King could touch our queen and do all of that awesome positions with her. Maybe the King could turn us all into human like the Queen, and we all could feel how similar her aura is to an Elf. She is so full of life force, meaning that this might have been the original effect of the Elixir of Life." Melissa was thinking of the face their queen made when she was being skewered by that veiny monster.

"Would we also be able to become humans?" Maria asked as she subconsciously looked at the man standing a bit far away from them. She remembered that scene too and she was curious, it was not rare for some vampires to fall in love but the problem was always their rather dulled senses of touch due to their tougher physique than humans.

But the eyes of their Queen rolled back from what their King had done, they had known some humans pack such large manhood but not all could go for days and even pleasure the Vampire Queen that has experienced a lot of debauchery herself. Vampires grow bored over the years so they host orgies too just to feel some excitement once in a while.

"Maybe…." Kath'ar looked pensive too and thought that if their King would change them then it would take a very long time to convert all of the Lahmian Sisterhood. They were all present in almost every Aristocratic houses within the Known World which includes the Empire, Brettonia, the Rising Southern Realms, Desert Tribes, Elves of Athel Loren, the Dark Elves, Dwarves and even the high Elves.

They all thought that their King might have a hard time changing them all so maybe being a Dhampir might not be so bad. They all looked at each other and felt that they should keep the fact that their Queen has become human from the powers of their King.

As the three were in discussion, Mark was using his connection to the Golem Knight to know of the current affairs within this territory. There was not much to pay attention to other than the Adventurer's Guild now built a branch in his town. He was surprised when they offered great perks to him in taxes and shares of the materials the adventurers might harvest in the Forest of Arden.

But it all clicked together when the title of 'the faceless' were in some of the High ranked adventurer personnel he met. The faceless are the leaders of the Herrimaults which bothered him quite a bit of their presence but he investigated and found out they came here because of stories that his lands ruled with a Just system.

They liked how he is unlike the other nobles who exploit their peasants and do nothing to improve the situation of their fiefs or territories. So Mark gave the approval for them to build the branch on his territory. Besides that his scouts found unusual activity from the skaven in the Black Chasm town, not clear what is happening yet but he'll solve it once he is done here with Drachenfels.

News also came of the skirmishes that happened near the fields of the large town Chinon by the side of Massif Orcal. The Greenskins were numbered in the thousands but no trouble to the knights of Brettonia. The Duchies of Brione, Borderleux and Sauvignon handled three fronts in clearing out the Greenskin tide.

Right now he is just waiting for Neferata to locate where is the exact position of the 'Door' towards the castle of Drachenfels. As great is the perk he has to connect with the animals he summoned is, he was not that experienced yet in the art of magic. He just has better senses in identifying things with magic but this Valley they were in is saturated with magic.

So he had the 'slave' of his locate it as she has centuries of experience in Dark magic, so her skills were able to pinpoint a general direction in just an hour of casting her spell. This made Mark feel the need to raid the library of the 15K years old fossil as it would greatly help him. Soon he arrived in front of an inconspicuous cliff side that if you do not look closely then you might not be able to see the Path.

Mark had a pigeon fly over the place and noticed how the view of the path blended really well in bird's eye view. And from standing here Mark could feel a mysterious feeling that makes his attention on the path divert somewhere else. It dawned to him that if you do not know what you are looking for then it would be a hard time for them to find this path.

"Well done, I'll take it from here." Mark just looked at Neferata who was looking at the collar on her neck with slight annoyance. He had ordered the details of their meeting not be known to others as well as she could not speak to her subordinates of assassinating him. With the collar he could now access the vast information network she has in the palm of his hands.

Mark then gestured for Melissa and Maria as he whispered orders to their ears, they nodded as they too left towards the carriage bringing the horses with them making Neferata and the coach driver confused. It wasn't until the carriage was the only thing left and Mark waved his hand making it disappear.

This shocked the others as they somehow became thoughtful too, they had seen magical storage items but the fact that the horses and the others fit inside the carriage which should be impossible a nagging thought in their heads. And they have not heard of magic that stored that much items on a space being developed by the college of magic.

Before they could think of something else Mark turned to Neferata and suddenly held her by the waist. This made Kath'ar look away as to let the privacy of the new couple to themselves. But Neferata was cursing in her mind as she felt uncomfortable being treated by Mark a little rough. Yet before she could protest for her rights in the relationship Mark whispered into her ear.

"I have placed a hidden door on the side of your carriage earlier, it might look like a window but it is connected to my divine realm. You cannot access it yet but I'll come to you later through the carriage, so after I go inside you go and return to Silver Pinnacle. Gather all strongest members of the Sisterhood and wait for me to arrive, I'll make all of you mine." Mark's serious tone filled with possessiveness and authority was ringing in Neferata's ears.

She did not like it one bit but her life now was in the hands of Mark, she was a Queen of the Glorious Lahmian empire but now she is being treated as an errand girl by Mark. But the collar is making her do this despite her unhappiness, and his last words reminded her of the restless nights she experience.

Her body felt hot all over and it made her dazed as she still felt awkwardly new to the sensations she is feeling again after three millennia of living in undeath. Now her sisters might experience the same once Mark has his way with them, she felt a little bit uncomfortable that the man that brought her to heel is not giving her any attention at all, he even told her to gather more women for him.

'Insatiable bastard!' Neferata thought.

Mark on the other hand released her and watched as she went back to her carriage with her driver. He thought that once he got the library then he might be able to make a way to turn them all to Dhampirs along with the soul healing skills he has with the Mysterious Heaven technique.

Mark watched as the carriage vanished into the horizon before turning around to walk the path towards his goal. He was not sure yet of what he might face so he went and equipped himself with various weapons as well as explosives. As he walked the path he could feel the air change slowly as the foul energies of Chaos seemed a it concentrated here.

Thankfully the Mysterious heaven manual is great on purification, so due to the high concentration of magic it revolved automatically in his body to cleanse the mana around him slowly. He also felt his recovery of mana increased here thus he willed himself to cultivate while walking. He felt this would help him in the fight later on, as he walked for about forty minutes, he now stood in front of a clearing.

As soon as he appeared the creatures in the clearing saw him, they all pause together and looked at him. Mark smiled as he drew his sword that looked reminiscent to Guts' sword in berserk. His Dark armor and grey cape as well as the large sword and facing chaos creatures does paint the Berserk theme in the atmosphere.

*SKREECHH!!!*

*SKRAA!!*

*GROWL!!*

The various mutant abominations around stopped what they were doing as they charged at the 'lost' knight feeling they got a free meal. But just like in Berserk, they all became cubes of flesh at the sword slashes Mark did. This time he used every strength he has as he coupled his physical power with his cultivation, he felt that his strength went to the five ton level.

His actions somewhat stirred a hornet's nest as the other creatures from behind made a weird sound. Mark did not wait for more to arrive as he charged and went on a slaughter fest as various things came out to jump at him. Some were Plague Toads, Blood Hounds of Khorne and other weird animals that seemed to belong in Chaos.

Mark just went blitzing the area as he knew he was now close to the castle of Drachenfels. It took him about five minutes to kill all of the creatures while some retreated, Mark smiled as he followed where the mutant would run to. It would likely be where all the other pawns of the Great Enchanter gathered. Soon he could see an opening just right up ahead as he could see the blood stains of the mutant still fresh on the ground.

"Let's finish this…" Mark stepped forward and was greeted by a sight he could not understand. He now stood on a cliff as a great battle of two chaos armies is being witnessed by him, he could see various deamons that were like Slaaneshi, others were Nurgles but mostly were Khorn deamons. But he could not tell which side is which as well as who is leading which army. It was then a booming noise sounded out in the battle field.

"Enchanter!! Just surrender and give your powers to me, you are wasting it in your hands by holding unto it!!" A large grey skinned deamon with draconic wings was standing on a large protruding rock in the middle of his army. After his jarring voice sounded out a ghastly whisper like voice was heard all over too.

"Belakor, your thirst for power is as great as ever. But do you think the gifts given to you by those four uncouth beings could ever harm me? Try your worst and I'll just come back again stronger than the last time…" Mark's eyebrows were raised as he was not expecting this guy to be able to be back in business in such a short amount of time.

He hid in some crevice by the cliff walls as he watched this drama unfold. He was glad he picked dark colors or else he would be a glaring shiny target for all here.

"hah! You amuse me oh Great Enchanter, but I have heard you were struck down by a mortal haha!! You are undeserving of your powers heahahaha!!!" Mark felt creeped out from that ugly laugh.

"Mortal? You are foolish Belakor, who I met was a god. Only such beings could harm me with their divine powers but who I met was no ordinary god foolish demon prince." Mark raised his eyebrows as he never thought this guy would think highly of him.

"Then all the better, I was just planning to lead my horde towards whoever this 'god' you speak of. And just like you I will take his strength as my own, then I'll take away the power of those who denied me my right!!" The demon prince said making Mark sharpen his gaze, he felt lucky that he got here and learned of this as if his territory ever got raided by the demon prince's force then a lot of casualties would happen.

'Oh shit that's Belakor? After this guy maybe I'll beat the shit out of this mofuqer' Mark just added Belakor's name on his list of beings he should get rid of. He seriously forgot about this arrogant dude who wants to take the powers of the Chaos Gods himself.

"Talk is cheap demon prince, for if you face that man as your adversary then all you will gain is defeat and failure. You are but a stone dropped within the small sea that will wash this world anew. I had seen if Demon Prince, so I accepted my fate already….we are no threat to that man…" the eerie voice was heard making Mark and the Demon prince frown at the words of the Great Enchanter.

'Maybe I should let them kill each other before I swoop in, hmmm great idea!' Mark then sat there by the hidden spot in the cliff. He then took out the three small drone cameras he made in a rush earlier. He had these small drones place small charges of high quality c4 packets. So he watched as the army of Belakor sieged the castle for hours as he ate some beef jerky as a snack.

From what he could see here as he placed various pigeons and the drones in hidden places where the battle won't affect them. Mark counted about four thousand in Belakor's side while the Great Enchanter has about two thousand and five hundred. The battle is currently in a stalemate as the castle is being defended properly by the worshippers of Drachenfels.

Mark was thinking of sneaking in and stealing the books of the old prune but before that he should find out if the Great Enchanter was able to make a body this fast which means he could be lurking around. He knew his actions have a large chance being noticed by others so he waited until he could take out both leaders of each side.

[Nighttime]

Mark watched the various things happening here and understood how the horde of chaos appeared here on the Grey Mountains. It seems that the demon princess used a warp gate from large monolithic stones powered by warpstone.

He could see it from a pigeon that traveled to the place where the hordes of Belakor came from. It seems this guy found the current weak state of the Great Enchanter a chance to gain large benefits. It dawned to him too that he was lucky that Drachenfels looked down on him making him able to land that strike which obliterated the idiot.

Here he could see how most wizards and necromancers fight as they casted wards upon themselves before going to face others. There were no wards on the Great Enchanter other that those present on his equipment that time so he was able to land a solid strike turning the immortal ghost to dust. The fight here was like a lord of the rings scene but the ones fighting were all the bad guys.

Mark could see monsters like chaos trolls, skin wolves(Werewolf like creatures that can't turn back into human anymore), Beastmen, Chaos Giants, marauders, direwolves(Rotten undead wolves), some dragon ogres, Cygors, chaos cultist, undead creatures, Bray herds and many more.

The whole battle was chaotic but what could you expect form chaos hordes, he was just surprised how this large battle was not noticed by the wizards of the Empire as this was too close for comfort being the Castle situated here in the Grey Mountains. He had the whole thing recorded as this might be useful in the future, who knows he might need a presentation to give.

But watching was not that boring for Mark as he got to see various ways in fighting, some fights tend to give Mark insights in swordsmanship as well as other weapons. He really could not deny the fact that most Khorne worshippers get massive boost in their martial prowess being the dude as the God of War and battles as well as God of Martial Honor.

As barbaric they performed in battle is as graceful their swing of their weapons as they beheaded their enemies. Mark was staring at all this carnage as he felt things inside of him seemed to shout for him to join in the battle. He knew this was the influence of the Chaos energies being abundant in this palce, he does not know how the Great Enchanter did it but somehow he was able to focus the air of magic in this place.

This might be the reason why his rebirth is very fast right now , Mark thought that maybe this was a prototype of the Vortex in the lands of Ulthuan. Mark was thoughtful as he thought of this but he tried to stop what he is feeling, he knew acting upon these instincts would do him no good.

As he watched the battled boil in heat between the two forces he noticed the gate of the castle opening showing a tall figure walking out. Seeing that armor and that mask made Mark narrow his eyes as a frown graced his face. He knew that even with a different body structure that was the Great Enchanter, it seems he was already able to build a new vessel for his soul.

"Demon Prince, you came here hoping to take advantage of my supposed weakness, wanting to take what is mine!!" A horse booming voice sounded out as the Great Enchanter made his entrance. "Then let me show you how 'weak' I am!!"

*BOOM!!*

Thunder was heard as lighting struck the forces of chaos under the command of Belakor received a massive attack from the Nameless one himself. They all stared in awe at the destruction caused by the magic of one of the most knowledgeable wizards of all time.

"Finally! My patience was wearing thin not sure when you will come out of your burrow oh Great Pretender! You claim you are superior that the gods of the ruinous but all you are is but an old relic living in this word! You are underserving of your power and you waste all that knowledge you hold!! I will take them and will use this to usher a new age of suffering and pain!!" the tall 8-10 meter tall demon Belakor walked fearlessly towards the Great Enchanter holding a sword as long as four meters.

"A foolish prince you are, many has tried to claim my soul even before you, champions of the gods you serve but where did they all end? Right back at the Forge of souls; suffering forever in eternal torment for their folly." Drachenfels did not wait for the demon prince to come near as he unleashed a torrent of spells that rained terror all over the battle field.

"Damn, I really got lucky. If anyone else could match this magical bombardment then it might be Teclis. I might need to go all out in this one if I try to attack them, might be a good time to test some things out." Mark looked at the battle field as a great showdown between the two was being witness by their followers.

As the battle went on for another two hours Mark noticed that the khorne cultist becoming stronger and stronger as the battle raged. Other cultist get stronger too in the midst of the fight but not as much as the worshippers of the blood god. Currently the area of the field was being filed with blood and gore but the forces of Drachenfels were gaining advantage as his forces were mostly undead.

Relentless unless broken thoroughly by snapping the bones so there would be no recovery; the undead became the ones gaining more forces as for every dead body on the field means that another soldier for their cause. Mark could not see any end of the battle fo the two as they still fought like there was not tiredness in each other.

This made him feel that this could not go on as he needed to make both sides on equal terms, this might be primetime he makes an entrance. He looked down again and saw his sword in his hands, he felt thoughtful so he pulled out another large sword a bit smaller than the one he is holding.

Pulling down his visor he went to the side of the battlefield where the undead were more, he did not hide his presence anymore as he charged with full speed for about 60 km/h full armored. He did not give the ghouls and wights any chance to react as he bulldozed in their ranks. He then ran straight to the skeleton archers as he became a large spinning top shredding the bones of the ones that came in his way.

*ROAR!!*

*SKREEE!!*

*rattle*

The whole field was bursting with noises from various creatures as they looked at the interloper that joined within the fight. Mark could hear various system notifications but he turned them off for now as he went to decimate the archer division of the undead.

The whole army of Drachenfels consisted of about 7000 undead of various shapes and sizes as they were brought to confusion of the new enemy. They could feel the breath of life within as well as the divine power that Mark now did not hold back. As he was swinging in abandon within the undead he heard the voice of Drachenfels.

"Young Godling!! You have come here when I was about to march and claim your body as mine! Being born of chaos yet untainted as well, I never thought you would be able to see the greatness we could build together. Come and surrender yourself to me!!" The creepy voice of the dude gave Mark shivers he was massacring the undead but he still found the time to reply in a large volume.

"Why the f*ck does that sound very gay dude!!? I mean yuck who wants to be with you so get of your delusions, I am here to kill all of you." Mark did not care anymore but he could hear BElakor from afar as he said.

"So he is that would be pretender, are you sure he is a god Drachenfels. He feels more like a foolish grail knight for me, I am disappointed."

"that's because you are a dull creature aiming for what is not yours, a brute chosen to be a puppet by those chaos gods that were bored. You are nothing special Belakor, you are disposable…" Drachenfels said as they kept fighting not minding Mark at all as he went to kill those in Belakor's side too.

Mark rolled his eyes as he just kept swinging left and right but he did incapacitate the beastmen if he could as he wanted to subdue them all. Khorne corrupted warriors were also knocked unconscious as he felt that he might be able to purify them.

Most were just warriors that were influenced as they just sought greater martial prowess, many were just pure men who wanted to battle but were transform unknowingly by chaos. Others were just men who succumbed to rage by losing something important to them, if he could transform them back then he might be able to get experienced men under his command.

Slaaneshi deamons and cultist though, well he killed them all. These guys transform after finding joy in debauched activities, some might even be considered war crimes as they mostly transform after 'lusting' on something. Sure he liked sleeping with women and even planned to build a harem but he could not find it to himself to like it that a large purple hermaphrodite god is peeking at him doing the deed.

Thankfully he got the [Hidden Variable] as he has a certain censorship to the gods, but they can still see him in some places like maybe this battlefield. He was sure Khain, Ulric, Khorne and any gods that has connection to War, Blood, Death and slaughter could see this place right now.

Mark just felt a bit uncomfortable of what Drachenfels keep saying of possessing him, he was not a fan of that. Hopefully the system would protect him if any kind of possession ever happens. So he just went on slashing left and right with the two swords he was using. He was stopped in his unbridled killing by a charge from Undead Knights sending him on a far side of the battlefield.

He felt a bit of pain as he flew in the air but he rebalanced himself as he somersaulted in midair. Landing on the side where a group of Nurgle Deamons stood, as he landed he was greeted by a rain of bile of stomach juices by the deamons. Mark was surprised at the sudden attack that he was not able to find a way to escape the shower.

"Fus Roh Dah!!!!"

With no choice he let out deafening scream as his mana surge out pushing the putrid liquids going upon him. A shockwave sent the ones around him flying from the impact, he did not wait for them to recover as he waved his hand making dozens of Mana arrows and sending them towards the knocked down nurglites.

He was excited as he went all ballistic to those around him as there were no constraints at all in this battle. He even shouted names of moves from his favorite characters in anime and games. Unknown to him that his face now sported a manic grin ear to ear, he could feel some sort of nostalgia as he weaved within the battlefield.

He was in a trance like state as he waved his swords with utmost familiarity in anything that stood in his way. He had the mysterious heaven technique operate in full as he fought, replenishing his mana reserves in a fast manner that he is now shooting mana arrows in full auto all around.

No one could see his face but the forces around him were attracted at the relentless monster that is going berserk in the field. About half of each forces now focused on Mark as they sent the big guys to him. Mark was going full rampage on those that came near until a large wooden log met him just as he was turning around.

*BANG!!*

*Boom*

*Crash!!*

Mark was taken out of his combo as he felt like he just traveled a hundred meters in a second. He stood up from where he landed making him look at the ground riddled with broken bones that showed his flight path. He looked at the large being that hit him like a ball in cricket with a bat the size of a large tree.

A giant, a chaos giant that was now walking down to him with the club resting on its shoulders. Mark groaned as he stood up, he felt his hands empty as he lost hold of his swords making him look around. He saw that they flew to different locations but was noticeable how an open space was around them as they were quite heavy and the others avoided them.

Mark was then brought back to the large ten meter being that was going to him slowly. He just looked for about two second around but the giant was halfway to him already, he rolled his shoulders as they felt stiff. Thankfully the his cultivation technique has its own self defense system that covered his body a barrier making him survive that strike.

If he took it with just his super soldier like physique without his technique enhancing his physical body then he might have gotten heavily injured by that strike. Mark shook his head as he put that mental note in his head as he was thinking this in the time the Giant was not thirty meters away from him.

"Let's do some sports shall we, first event is javelin throwing." Mark pulled out bronze spears and stabbed them all around him. Lastly he took out a Spartan shield putting it in his left hand, he then tossed a spear to the air making it parallel to the ground. Eyes glowing gold Mark spun as he hit the butt of the spear with the shield sending it flying towards the giant walking to him.

The strike was so fast that the giant was not able to react at all having it's knee punctured making the being lose balance and fall on the undead near it. Mark then went on a bullet time like state as he had his senses focused while he was spinning around hitting the spears he tossed in the air to all the large targets in the field.

Ogres, Trolls, Minotaurs and Vargheist were hit by spears that did more damage than a ballista. After the last spear was sent flying Mark put down the shield as quivers full of arrows were now placed around him. Taking out a Long Bow and a short bow which he placed beside him, he then drew an arrow and pulled back.

"Next event is Archery!"

Mark was sending arrows to the various beings coming near him and targeted the ones that posed a real threat to him. He changed arrows from normal to arrow piercing depending on the target, the ones facing him wanted to swarm towards him but they were held at bay by Mark. He had combined the mana arrow skill to the arrows giving it more penetrative damage, killing at least two or three victims in its way.

Mark was on adrenalin making the world seem slower as he drew arrows after arrows. He was not quite accurate but who needs accuracy when the targets are everywhere, he was like a Windrunner in Dota unsing her Special skill as the arrows looked like lines as they flew around him. This actions of his had now taken the attention of the two leaders of the forces as they both retreated to the lines of their army.

Drachenfels and Belakor looked at Mark's feats that seemed to show he is on leagues equal if not better than them. The magic in the air are now forming a vortex around him as his arrows rained down to the army. They both looked at each other and knew that they might need to stop their fight and deal with Mark for now.

After they defeat him then they could talk of who gets him in another battle. They both just stood there watching as they rested since their battle took a lot of stamina to them, and watching Mark being a beast on the field made them feel that they would need all the energy they have to take him down.